Non-Panagbenga Baguio memories

Since I had no camera and am too lazy to download almost a thousand photos from my companions’ multiply sites, here is the text version of my weekend away with officemates at Baguio, during the Panagbenga 2008. Unlike the horde (flock, multitude, masses, crowds, etc) of humanity that converged in the summer capital last week, I did not see a single float or witness a moment of the parade. So what did I do instead?

1.  Experienced Divi in SM Baguio, but around 20 degrees colder, when we went to eat lunch and meet up with the 1st batch of Baguio adventurers.

 2. Ate at a lot of expensive places; the food in the restos were okay, the service in one of them was… indescribably bad. They STARVED me, huhuhuhuhu!!!

 3. Got stranded in Bakakeng, climbed 100(+++) steps up the wrong direction,  and hiked (think inclined plane) for 2 hours just to ride a jeepney, then walked again to Session road. I lost the weight i gained from all the resto hopping. Seriously.

 4. Camwhored at Camp John Hay with 2 shutterbugs and a fellow model. The benefits of having no camera, ehehe. Rolled around in the grass with flowers in my hair and the sun in my face. Until I itched.

 5. Shopped for vegetables, foodstuff and pasalubong at the public market. Lots of people, but bearable because of the cold. Then we got stranded again for 2 hours; had to resort to calling my parents to come fetch us.

 6. Enjoyed sleeping in a queen-sized bed under 3 blankets and 5 pillows. And lounging in large white couch that swallow people alive.

 7. Stargazed on a bench in the balcony, wrapped in a yellow comforter. Only the sound of the phantom serial killer interrupted my reverie. And the single digit temperature. Brr!!!

 8. Did my homework while waiting for the bus home. Rats.

This is my first trip for purely recreational purposes; non-work, non-school, non-ministry, non-family related. Er, scratch the last one, my parents, grandmothers and younger brother were there too.

I shall return…